Hot Spring BB 02(2/7)

The grass that just sticks its head out,

Can't tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly

The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in  

attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,

The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string,

There is a bridge over the creek,

The flowers follow the breeze,

danced lightly,

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Watching the outside world carefully,

The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,

; Naughty blowing little bubbles,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Bend it now and then,

sometimes lift it up,

into the stream,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,